"You're so funny," Mars chuckled. "I can't believe such a beautiful and confident woman like you can feel insecure like this."
"Beautiful?" Emmelyn pursed her lips.
"Yes. You are the most beautiful woman in the whole world, and you are feeling threatened by other women who come to the royal ball?" Mars took her hands and clasped them with his. "This is funny."
"Funny how?" Emmelyn asked between her tears.
Mars smiled reassuringly, "Honey, look... I don't want you to feel uncomfortable. To me you are beautiful, and to be honest I'm baffled why you could think you look like a fat cow."
"However, I won't tell you how to feel. I just want to make you feel better. So... please let me know what can I do to help you so you can feel better?"
"Do you need clothes that can hide your pregnancy? Or do you want to pretend that there is no royal ball? I will do as you say."
